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Dear daughter, I tiptoed in your room tonight and I looked down atYou smilin' in your sleep. You were so lovely my heart nearly broke;And I thought how much like Sleeping Beauty a little girl is. When ITuck you in at night I never know how old you'll be when you wake. OneEvening you crawl on your dad's lap and throw your arms around his neck,The next morning you might be much too grown up for that sort of thing.You're so quickly approaching the awkward age, too young to drive theCar and yet too old to be carried in the house half asleep on daddy'sShoulder. I have a secret that I've never told you, Sleeping Beauty,You're going on a very exciting trip. You'll travel from yesterday allThe way to tomorrow. It's a rapid journey and you'll travel light,Leaving behind you measles, mumps, freckles, bumps, bubble gum and me.I promise not to feel too hurt when you discover that the world is moreImportant than your daddy's lap. Yesterday you were blue jeans and pig tails,The neighborhood's best tree climber. Tomorrow you'll be blue organdy andPony tails and you'll view the world from a loftier perch - a pair of highHeel shoes.Yesterday you could mend a doll's broken leg with a hug; tomorrow you'llBe able to break a young man's heart with a kiss. Humh! Humh! Yesterday youCould get lost one aisle away from me at a supermarket now I have to worryAbout losing you down another aisle to some strange young man. You see,Just at the point where you're growing pains stop, mine begins. YesterdayYou were kind of a pain in the neck when you were around, tomorrow you'llLetras de cancionesBe an ache in my heart when your not. Tomorrow you'll lay aside your jump rope and tie up the telephone linesAnd that little boy that used to push you in the mud; well, he'll fight toSit out a dance with you. The clock is countin' the minutes for you and theSky upstairs is savin' its' brighest stars; - and the sun is waitin' withIts' shiniest day.Oh I, I can't expect you to live in a doll house forever. Sooner or later,The butterfly sheds it's cocoon and the smallest bird must try its wings.But when you grow up and out of my arms; when you finally get too big for myShirts, I'll still recall how you used to scatter dust and dolls and partiallyThrough every room in the house; but you spread sunshine too. The dust isSettled, your mom picked up the dolls; but the sunshine will always fillThe corners of our hearts.So, here I am talking in your sleep, because, well if you saw this look onMy face, you'd laugh and if I spoke with this lump in my throat, I'd cry.Yea! honey when I looked at you tonight you were a Sleeping Beauty. So, ITiptoed over and I kissed you you didn't wake up, I knew you wouldn't.According to the legend only the handsome young prince can open your eyesAnd I'm just the father of the future bride.So you sleep on pretty thing, tomorrow you'll wake and you'll be a youngLady and you won't even realize that you've changed courses in the middleOf a dream. But you might notice a little change in me; I'll look a littleDifferent somehow. A little sadder, a little wiser, but a whole lot richer.Tonight, I kissed a princess and I feel like a king. From Letras Mania